Name: Argant de Bleizbane, Duke of Rougemont and Lord of the Cerulean Vein
Race: Gray Dwarves

Description: The stoneskin dwarves of Rougemont have always been an insular folk and their Duke is no exception. Measured from toe to bald head, His Grace stands at 5 feet though his long white beard might easily match this length were it not braided. Argant is largely uninterested in the wider politics of the realms except for one issue. For you see, the mountain home of the Gray Dwarves has a single river that sources its water from their icy ridges and flows to the wider ocean. This waterway that their people have dubbed the Cerulean Vein is the single most important economic vehicle for exporting the goods and raw materials down their mountains.

However, feuds have always erupted over this river. Whether it’s a toll, downstream pollution, or even a naval embargo, the duchy of Rougemont is always at odds with its neighbors. This time, the Duke has had enough – he now claims all settlements by the Cerulean Vein’s banks are rightfully his lest they face the wrath of the fiery mountain and its inhabitants.

Attributes:
Charm= 1
Lore= 2+1
Might= 3
Skill= 1

Focus: Lore of Geomagnetism. A specialized form of runic magic that focuses on making rocks float and being able to latch on to said rocks as they float. This is the main method of traversing the mountainous terrain of his lands though it is also a very potent form of offense.

Foible: Hydrophobia. This may explain his irrationality towards matters regarding the Cerulean Vein.





Name: Duchy of Rougemont and Her Surrounding Dependencies

Description: It is no secret among dwarves that the underworld holds many treasures. An ancient expedition of the hardiest stout folk had settled the ducal mountains with the King of Paigeturne's blessing from time immemorial in order to bring that untold fortune to the surface. As they explored the murky depths leading underground, they had found the fortune of a new home rich with gold. Even today, countless gemstones and valuable ore are extracted from the mines of the mountains while they also source geothermal energy from a nearby volcano – the eponymous Rougemont Volcano. The price, however, was the pigment of their body as it all turned to gray and ash. Gone was their desire to bask in the sun for the glitter of gold had provided its shine. For warmth, they had decided to worship the fiery landmark as a deity with their priests advocating for monthly tributes in the form of the wealth they had extracted. While no recorded eruption has ever hit the mountains, terror still stalks the Gray Dwarves of this hold.

Inside their mines lay giant insects in the form of arachnids that nest within the rocks and soil. Agitated by the mining and their general activity, these giant spiders are the monsters of legend that their heroes vanquish to earn their reputation. But of course, one cannot simply truly call themselves masters of their domain until they tame the beasts of their land. Certain breeds of these spiders became domesticated as cavalry by their ancestors. Today, most noble houses will have at least one spidermaster in their employ as well as a ranch housing them.

As mentioned before, Gray Dwarves mostly keep to themselves but are not above violence to protect their home. When push comes to shove, their enemies better hope that they do not stand against the mountain’s edge.

Fertility: 2
Industry: 3
Nobility: 1
Prosperity: 1

Realm Traits:

Ancient Armory: The Ruler begins the game with a powerful magical weapon or piece of armor (Such as a Flaming Sword, or a Coat of Dragon Scales). One of your starting Heroes receives an Enchanted Weapon (Such as a Sword or Bow) or Enchanted Armor (Such as a Helm or Shield). Additionally, you may craft Armaments for 2 less Crafts (This does not stack if selected twice).

The Secret Art: The Realm's Heroes and its Ruler receive +1 Lore. Your common folk are somewhat more familiar with and resistant to magic.





Name: Rorec Shadowseer
Class: Hunter
Description: Deputy of the Emerald Ash Field, the only pastoral lands under the duchy's control. Said to see perfectly even when blindfolded.
Attributes: Charm 0, Lore 1+1, Might 2, Skill 3

Name: Alain Of Webs
Class: Knight
Description: Lord banneret of the ducal spider cavalry.
Attributes: Charm 2, Lore 0+1, Might 3, Skill 1

Name: Archdruid Brède
Class: Magician specializing in Battle Magic
Description: A high-ranking member of their clergy known for his fervor. Primarily uses the lores of fires and geomagnetism.
Attributes: Charm 2, Lore 3+1, Might 0, Skill 1
Inventory: Fury of The Summit - an enchanted staff encrusted with fine rubies inherited from the first druids.

Name: Her Grace Queen Aurica Bastille The Forth, Daughter of the Old Empire

Race: Human, Bermanian (Long-lived human.Think Lotr Numenorians.)

Description: Aurica is the epitome of grace beauty and charm. If her gracious looks don't ensure her desires, her silver-lined tongue would. Beloved by her people for her charity and her fair judgment but she isn't past being exceedingly bold or subtle when the time calls for it.

Attributes:
Charm:4 +1=5
Lore:2
Might:0
Skill:1

Focus: Economics

Foible: War

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Name: Kingdom of Bremmania (Formerly The Grand Duchy of Bremmania)

Description: Bremmania is a large and lush region. Its qualities all seemed very equal when Paigeturn was unified. Gerald the First bent the knee when all four of his sons had died. Grief-stricken he couldn't finish the war, leaving his eldest daughter Aurica the First to rule in his stead. He later committed suicide from his grief. From that moment it wasn't by gender that Bremmania chose its rule but by the firstborn child.

The nobles and rulers from this country had always been entwined with the rulers of the land. Embedding themselves in the countrys rulling elite on occasion. The notion of reunification has crossed the minds of many but it is all talk as of the moment.

As of late an army has been gathering. Some claim for war, others say for a bandit king. Regardless of the cause it is something of note.

Fertility: 3
Industry: 1
Nobility: 2
Prosperity: 1+1 = 2

Realm Traits:
Eldritch Beauty, Noble Company.

Name: Warmaster Skrulll
Race: Ratling
Description:
Warmaster:
Attributes:
Charm: 1
Lore:2
Might:4
Skill:2
Focus: Pick something that your Ruler is good at, something they enjoy doing more than anything else. The more broad you are (War, Magic), the less good your Ruler will actually be at that thing, but at least they'll be well-rounded. On the other hand, if you pick something specific (Swordplay, Illusions), your Ruler will be highly skilled in that activity.
Foible: Pick something that your Ruler is bad at. Were they cursed in the cradle? Did they drift off whenever their noble tutors lectured? If you're rather general in your choice (Diplomacy, Administration), it'll be a constant nuisance to you, but never disastrous. But if you're rather specific (Counting backwards, tying your bootlaces), at some point, your Foible will come back to haunt you, with ruinous consequences.

Name: Clan Skrul
Claim:
Description: How did you come to be Ruler of your Realm? Do you come from a long line of nobles, or is the land recently conquered? What are its people like, in culture, race, what do they love and hate? Do they worship the gods, do they serve the king, do they love the land?

Each Realm has several Attributes. The Ruler has 7 points to distribute between these Attributes. Your choices should reflect your position on the map, your Realm's history, and the people who live there.
Fertility: 2
Industry: 3
Nobility: 0.
Prosperity: 2

Realm Traits:
Eldritch Beauty: The Realm's Heroes and its Ruler receive +1 Charm. You produce 1 additional Silver per Turn.
Warriors Born: The Realm's Heroes and its Ruler receive +1 Might. Your Levies receive some basic training with melee weapons.

Name: Bearer of Skrull
Class: Bard
Description:
Attributes:
Charm: 3
Lore: 1
Might: 0
Skill: 2

Name: Seerer Truss
Class: Magician
Description:
Attributes:
Charm: 2
Lore: 3
Might: 0
Skill: 1

Name: Clanmaster Traick
Class: Knight
Description:
Attributes:
Charm: 2
Lore: 0
Might: 3
Skill: 1

Name:

Race:
Villimaður

Description:
Sterkur Maður is High King of Hrjóstrugt through a rite known as the Blóðáskorun, or Blood Challenge, a feat he has accomplished by being the biggest, smartest, and most savage of his kind. When appearing as a Forfaðir, an exceptionally large human, he has white/blonde hair and beard that swell down over a barrle shaped chest and corded arms. When appearing as a Villimaður he is a savage white bear that stands nearly twelve feet high and can shatter an entire shield wall with one blow. No matter his form, he always has ice blue eyes that hint at an intelligence often overlooked by his friends and foes.

ATTRIBUTES
Charm: 1
Lore: 2+1
Might: 3
Skill: 1









Realm Name:
Hrjóstrugt
Capital Name:
Eldstæði

Description:
The Villimaður originated as common humans in the south affected by lycanthrope. Understandably they were driven from their homes by fearful, ignorant peasants, and those who were not slaughtered, or managed to not go feral, fled to the north. Their numbers slowly grew as they sheltered in crude hovels and caves in the northern mountains, dodging Ratlings and Dwarves wherever they could.

Their numbers eventually led them into direct conflict with the Kynþáttur, a race of humanoids who were half again the size of an average human. Only the feral nature and animalistic skills of the lycanthrope refugees allowed them to survive the skirmishes. You can imagine the surprise on both sides when it was discovered that a lycanthrope could turn a Kynþáttur as easily as they could a human. These first Kynþáttur, shunned or persecuted by their own kind, found themselves living among the lycanthrope. Amon them was the first Runesmith, a powerful mage of the Kynþáttur race. He was the first to weave the spells and mix the potions that would help the lycanthrope from their fate of going fully feral after enough time had passed.

The mixing of races led to them being referred to as the Villimaður, or Savage Ones, even as they found that over species of animals could be given the lycanthrope curse. These creatures, when goaded to bite a Villimaður, would then give that individual the ability to take their particular form. What began as a twisted experiment soon evolved into a race of incredibly powerful beings.

Dwarven neighbours wasted no time making friendly overtures to the Villimaður, concerned what might happen if they turned their gaze westward. It was the Dwarves who taught the Villimaður how to dig channels in the rock to guide the molten lava seeping from the mountains. No Villimaður is complete without a Hearth Hall, usually the largest building in the settlement, where a lava flow serves to heat both water and the soul. All hearths are lit from the central lava flow and it is held sacred as the Giver of Life in a land that is otherwise harsh and unforgiving.

With the support and weapons of the Dwarves, the Villimaður kept busy by subduing the last of the Kynþáttur, as well as the settlements of men and elves who had made the lower reaches of their new realm home. Trade routes were established, tracks marked out with beautifully carved stone columns, decorated with coloured stones gifted by the Dwarves. In return the Villimaður have given the Dwarves access to their greatest treasure, the Hrjóstrugt Diamond, a smokey black stone with a heart of fire that glows without renewal or end.

Even with the might of their animalistic forms, the folk of Hrjóstrugt are forever locked in a deadly struggle with the beasts of the mountains. There is no shortage of huge beasts, Dragons among them, for the Villimaður to battle. Peace has been maintained with the Dwarves of Middlestrath and trade is strong even as Villimaður raiding parties stab into the south and along the Eastern seaboard.

Curiously, the Villimaður have noticed that the further from home they go, the weaker their animalistic form becomes. This is perhaps a function of their Kynþáttur heritage and the magic drawn from that now extinct race, but the Villimaður generally appear in Kynþáttur or human form when raiding.

Fertility: 1
Industry: 3
Nobility: 1
Prosperity: 2

Realm Traits:

Grace and Focus: The Realm's Heroes and its Ruler receive +1 Skill. Your Levies receive some basic training with ranged weapons.

The Secret Art: The Realm's Heroes and its Ruler receive +1 Lore. Your common folk are somewhat more familiar with and resistant to magic.



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Name: Aurora the Radiant, The Sky Monarch
Race: Winged Angelic

Description: The people of the Sky Lands are a fiercely independent people who do not always think they need a queen, but are always thankful when the need for a monarch arises. Aurora is of the same mindset even though she is one of the blessed who was granted wings that only a few angelic are gifted with. She prefers to be called the monarch of the angelic people in name alone as she tends to try and pass her duties onto those that serve her while she spends her time traveling between the many islands that make up her domain. Aurora is not the biggest angelic standing at only 5'5" but the four wings on her back easily make up for her size as they draw the attention of onlookers as they shine like the sun is within them. This is rare even among the small population of winged angelic and is believed to be a sign of being chosen by their Goddess, Kalinma when even just being born with wings is already a blessing of Kalinma.
Attributes:
Charm: 1
Lore: 3
Might: 2
Skill: 1
Focus: Aurora has no interest in wars with the nations that live below the Sky lands, but that has not stopped her from learning battle magic and protection magic.
Foible: Aurora is not a normal ruler as like all angelic, she is drawn to being adventurous and takes risks. This has caused her many troubles as she shirks her abilities as a ruler and procrastinates a lot. She is a natural disaster when dealing with diplomacy as there are not many emissaries from other nations that take the risk of traveling to the Capital of the Sky Lands.

Name: Lord Gnagmath Grizzlebeard
Race: Dwarf
Description: Gnagmath is the reigning Grizzlebeard lord of the Middlestrath, residing in his court in the heart of the citadel-mountain of Redvein. An aging Dwarf of some 60 winters or so, he keeps the eponymous thick gray beard of his family in tight braids that extend down to the knees. Unlike most Dwarf men, he is not particularly stocky; he does not share the typical dwarven appetite for all things buttery, starchy, and meaty. Even more unusual for a Dwarf is his disinterest in drink. While his appetite is decidely undwarflike, he is extremely avaricious even by dwarf standards. In his spare time, the Grizzlebeard lord may often be found in the vaults of Redvein, jealously counting his innumerable coins and treasures.
Attributes: 1-Charm, 1-Lore, 1(+1)-Might, 4-Skill
Focus: Financial acumen: Gnagmath understands that wealth is power. As one of the wealthiest people or creatures in Paigeturne, Gnagmath devotes nearly every thought to increasing his wealth or employing it as efficiently as possible.
Foible: Madness: Gnagmath hears voices in his head that are not his own. He believes that his own gold speaks to him.

Name: The Middlestrath


Description: Situated in the center of the Dragonfang Mountains that comprise the mountainous Dwarven heartlands, the Middlestrath is comprised of snow-capped, jagged peaks and narrow valleys of thick conifer forest and cold, fast rivers. Man and the other races regard these mountains as inhospitable, and unyielding. But the industrious dwarves of the Middlestrath have earned incredible riches beneath the frigid, icy peaks.

Dwarvenkind has dwelled in the Dragonfang Mountains for as long as any of the scholar can say, long before the Kingdom of Paigeturne was established. Dwarven histories of this land begin some 1,700 years ago, when a dwarven shepherd guiding his flock through a goatpath in the mountains found embedded in a cliff face a ruby the size of a man's fist.

Redvein Mountain, as the dwarves came to know it, became the site of a fabulously lucrative gemstone mine. So many rubies, sapphires, opals, and other gems were harvested from the mines riddling the great mountain that, if they were sold all at once, gemstones would be rendered nigh-worthless due to their sudden abundance in the markets and bazaars of Paigeturne. The dwarves recognized this, and rather than sell their gems at once and fetch a pittance for them, elected to hoard their vast treasure. Instead, the dwarves pawned off their gemstones little by little, thereby preserving the value of their glut of precious stones.

By 1,000 years ago, Sturin Grizzlebeard had wrested control of the numerous mines in the area and became lord of Redvein Mountain. In order to protect his hoard of gold and gemstones from theft, he tasked his stonecutters and masons with converting exhausted mines in the upper reaches of Redvein into a storage vault for his vast wealth. Around these vaults, a truly redoubtable citadel was carved into the jagged facets of the mountain. Giant crenelated ledges were affixed with catapults and ballistae to ward off any foolish enough to try to lay siege. Stone piers out onto the glassy waters of Trout Lake allowed boats to easily offload new treasures at the gates of Redvein.

As the centuries went by, the dwarves of Sturin's Folk found that their gem mines were being exhausted. Prospectors went out across the Middlestrath and elsewhere, hoping to find virgin lodes of gemstones. Other mines were found, some bearing emeralds, silver, or mithril; some more profitable than others. However, none of the new mines could compare with the seemingly-endless wealth of the ancient Redvein mines.

Eddar Grizzlebeard was a crafty dwarf lord, and recognized that there would come a day that the mines would all run empty, and that a new strategy was needed to sate the innate desire of every dwarf to accumulate wealth. Eddar did the unthinkable, and loaned out small shares of his wealth to entrepreneurial Dwarves needing the initial treasure to begin merchant caravans, wilderness mines, and other ventures. Those who mocked Eddar's lending laughed no more when repayments began trickling back to the vaults of Redvein with usurious interest. Those that did not pay back their loans were subjected to mercenaries tasked with finding delinquent borrowers and repossessing the wealth by any means necessary. Even with delinquent borrowers that could not be collected from, lending gold proved far easier and safer than mining it.

This lending scheme works well for the dwarven lords, but does little for the lower-born Dwarves seeking treasure of their own. With the old mines running dry, enterprising dwarfs began looking beyond the Middlestrath for wealth. Many started wagon caravans and became traveling merchants that traversed every corner of Paigeturne... and beyond. Some 50 years ago, a traveling Dwarf merchant encountered a coastal village of Morsen on the northern coast of the Middlestrath. He noticed that the amphibious beastmen, in shucking oysters and clams, were simply casting pearls they found onto the ground. The Morsen, being a simple and primitive race, regarded pearls as a worthless byproduct of the shellfish they ate. The dwarf merchant paid next to nothing for a huge sack of pearls. This was the beginning of a lucrative, mutually-beneficial pearl trade between the Dwarves and the Morsen. Pearl hunters even began building boats and sailing across the treacherous waters of the Hoarfrost Sea in search of Morsen settlements that would sell their pearls for even cheaper.

Two Dwarf settlements were established on the icy northern shores of the Hoarfrost Sea to support the booming pearl trade. Five years ago, however, one of those settlements was attacked, and the inhabitants were all savagely butchered. Local Morsen claim it to be the work of the Icemen - a savage, brutish race of cannibals inhabiting the northern wastes north of Paigeturne. The incident has frightened away some Dwarves from the pearl trade, but the more foolhardy and avaricious pearlhunters are not so easily scared off.

Races: Unsurprisingly, the vast majority of the Middlestrath is inhabited by Dwarves. However, the Dwarves of Sturin's Folk are fairly tolerant of other races. Men are quite common in the border towns, and there a handful of remote hamlets and homesteads occupied entirely by men. The Dwarves leave these settlements alone, so long as their taxes are paid.

On the freezing shores of the Hoarfrost Sea, a population of sentient walruses known as the Morsen can be found. Their hind flippers have grown into stocky, cumbersome legs that allow the Morsen to waddle onto the land. They are plodding and slow on land but surprisingly agile in the sea; they are able to outswim a sailboat with favorable winds. While they can hold their breath for nearly an hour underwater, Morsen must sleep on land. Their days are mostly spent foraging under the waves for shellfish, abalones, and urchins and then come onto the land to eat and warm themselves with driftwood fires in crude huts made from whatever flotsam they can find. They are unable to speak in any tongues of men, but Morsen can understand human language and humans - with difficulty - can understand Morsen tongue. Interpreters, both human and Morsen, are indispensable components of the lucrative pearl trade.

Attributes:
Fertility: 1
Industry: 3
Nobility: 1
Prosperity: 2

Realm Traits:
-Hardy Folk: Your Heroes can always survive taking at least 1 more Wound, and its more difficult for them to
-Warriors Born: The Realm's Heroes and its Ruler receive +1 Might. Your Levies receive some basic training with melee weapons.

Cedrik Mosscairn
Class: Scoundrel
While most of Lord Grizzlebeard's debtors pay their dues in a timely fashion, there are always a handful that need some 'persuasion'. Gnagmath has several repossessors in his employ, but none as brutish as Cedrik. Gnagmath dispatches Cedrik to deal with the most troublesome debtors, and collect by any means necessary.


Bezdan Brittletooth
Class: Magician
Bezdan is an ancient dwarf that has served as the court warlock for the past three Grizzlebeard lords. A polymath with a variety of interests ranging from alchemy, foreign languages and naturalism. Bezdan is called upon to advise in all matters scientific, arcane, or supernatural.


Horf
Class: Hunter
Dwarves going north of the Hoarfrost Sea need native guides. The Morsen are at home in the unforgiving, icy wasteland. In addition to understanding the environment and the hazards of the northern wastes, Horf can also speak in the tongue of men.

Name: The Golden Sultan
Race: Half-Genie
Description: The Golden Sultan appears as a handsome human male in the prime of his life, though his genie heritage has led many to speculate that this his neither his true age nor his true form. He usually maintains a carefree demeanor, though he has been known to show a more serious side to himself if presented with an equally serious matter. The Golden Sultan is well known for his flamboyance and an almost complete lack of subtlety. Wherever he goes, everyone within five miles of him must know of his presence. He is also well known for his legendary charm and charisma, which he routinely uses in his equally well known and highly controversial pursuit of any and all attractive women who catch his eye.
Attributes: Charm 4, Lore 3, Might 2, Skill -1
Focus: Ladies Man. When speaking with women, the Golden Sultan's already considerable charisma is magnified fifty fold.
Foible: Lustful. There's a reason most of the nobility is comprised of beautiful women and that all of the Sultanate's Heroes also happen to be some of the Sultan's many wives.

Name: The Golden Sultanate
Description: When Paigeturne was shattered by disaster and tragedy, tragedy struck few lands harder than the Golden Desert. After being ravaged by a brutal series of sandstorms and cut off from the relief a united Paigeturne could have provided, the Golden Desert fractured into a great many Petty Realms that fought viciously among themselves. Turmoil gripped the land for many years, but then the darkness gave way to the dawn. A great Ruler emerged who referred to himself only a the Golden Sultan. With might, magic, and undeniable charisma, the Sultan set about bringing the Petty Realms of the Golden Desert under his rule. Never resting until all of the Desert's people bowed to him. Thus was born the Golden Sultanate. [Loading...]

Fertility: 1
Industry: 1
Nobility: 3
Prosperity: 2

Realm Traits:
Eldritch Beauty: The Realm's Heroes and its Ruler receive +1 Charm. You produce 1 additional Silver per Turn.
Noble Company: The Ruler starts with 1 additional Hero. Should one of their Heroes Perish, they will receive a random new Hero 2 Turns later.

Isyph Al-Delad (Bard)
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Attributes: Charm 4, Lore 1, Might 0, Skill 2
At the beginning of each Turn, their is a chance (Based on their Charm) that the Bard Produces 1 Influence. Whenever the Bard takes the Travel Action, as long as they're in a Realm, they may Produce 1 more Influence.

Rowena Loxley (Hunter)
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Attributes: Charm 1, Lore 1, Might 2, Skill 3
Whenever a Hunter takes the Forage or Rest Action, you gain 1 additional Food, and then the Hunter *may* move to an adjacent Realm or Wilderness region.

Talia Al-Ahad (Hunter)
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Attributes: Charm 1, Lore 1, Might 2, Skill 3
Whenever a Hunter takes the Forage or Rest Action, you gain 1 additional Food, and then the Hunter *may* move to an adjacent Realm or Wilderness region.

Cassiopeia (Magician)
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Attributes: Charm 3, Lore 3, Might 0, Skill 1
Pick a specialization for each Magician; Divination

Name:
Marquess Droka of Tushina (The Marquess of Tushina)

Race:
Dragon

Description:
A young dragon, Droka isn't much larger then a farmer's wagon in his natural form. Quadrupedal in nature with an impressive wingspan, the young Marquess of Tushina strides with a confidence and majesty of one who is descended from the true, rightful rulers of the world. His scales are a beautiful mixture of dark, relaxing shades that blend together into the relaxing shades seen in the twilight sky after the sun has disappeared over the horizon but before its light has completely disappeared. His reptilian, stilted eyes almost seem to glow like yellow stars against the backdrop of his scales. While he does have the ability to take on different forms to look more like the 'servant' races, Droka hasn't quite found a form that he believes properly represents him just yet.

The young Marquess has only recently taken over as regent of Tushina. His father, Duke Maets of Tushina, felt he could not resist the siren call of hibernation any longer and entrusted his heir with managing Tushina through the crisis as he retired to slumber for an unknown period of time that can easily decades, if not centuries for older dragons. With his first hibernation centuries off yet, Duke Maets deemed this the perfect chance to let his heir test his metal at the task of ruler ship.

The social construct of Feudalism comes rather naturally to dragons and to Droka this is no different. Young and ambitious, the Marquess has no intention of merely maintaining the domains of his family. Mortal lords have allowed the kingdom of Paigeturne to fall to pieces and it needs to be put back together... with a dragon claiming the throne in order to provide long term stability and prestige to the position that the servant races simply couldn't achieve.

Attributes:
Charm: 1
Lore: 3+1
Might: 3
Skill: 0

Focus:
Delegation - No man (or dragon) rules alone. The power of kings is to get others to act on your behalf and Droka understands the value of selecting the right subject for the task.

Foible:
Protective of his subjects - Most tales of dragons depict them as greedy creatures that horde mounds of treasure instinctively. While this is true, exactly what qualifies as 'treasure' is different from dragon to dragon depending on personal tastes and beliefs. In the case of Droka, he views his subjects as his horde.

Name:
The Duchy of Tushina

Description:
The Duchy of Tushina has been apart of Paigeturne almost since the beginning. In Paigeturne's infant days, a young and powerful dragon left the mountains behind in order to glide down into the lower lands resting at the foot of them. While other of his ilk would have done so to raid and pillage, this drake had grander ambitions... he intended to be a conqueror.

The arrangement tended to be rather simple. Whatever town, city, village, hamlet or other gathering of servant races the dragon came upon, an offer would be made: Swear fealty to their new lord and be rewarded alongside protected from raiders of all kinds... or be killed and replaced by someone who would. Via this method of diplomacy, many cities and towns were united under the dragons rule, the unified lands being called Tushina; Legend says that the name was of the dragoness that the dragon cared for and loved deeply.

While many suspected that there was going to be war between the Duchy of Tushina and the relatively new Kingdom of Paigeturne, Duke Drumknott surprised by the world when he flew into the capital and willingly submitted himself and his lands to serve the crown of Paigeturne. History is unsure as to why the dragon Drumknott did this, but some theories suggest that he wanted to focus his efforts on defending his new lands and subjects from his more ambitious, bold kin back in the mountains and didn't want to be caught between them and the newly risen kingdom.

Duke Drumknott died almost three hundred years later saving the Queen of Paigeturne from an assassination attempt, his son and heir Maets claiming the duchy of Tushina and title of Duke after his death. Duke Maets continued to rule Tushina until rather recently. As dragons grow older, the call of hibernation sings out to them. While in younger drakes this can be merely a matter of months or years, as dragons grow older the length of these hibernation spells increase to decades if not centuries... and Maets had grown old enough that he would be slumbering for a decade at the earliest. Aware that such an absence would be trying even under good circumstances, Duke Maets happily pushed his son and heir Droka to step up and rule Tushina for a period of regency.

Over time, the population of Tushina has changed. When Drumknott founded the duchy originally, the population was largely human with small pockets of dwarves. As the centuries have passed however, a side effect of the magics used by dragons as Tushina became a trading area between the servant races of the world and those dragons intelligent enough to be willing to trade for goods and services started to seep into the servant races of Tushina; Those who lived in Tushina over the generations started to have their forms altered into a more dragon like form. These 'Drakonids' and 'Dragonspawn' as they were now called became the new majority as the human and dwarven populations they originally came from dwindled.

The rise of these dragonoid races has given birth to a series of dragon cults within Tushina. Many see the transformation to be a reward for their families long service to the Dukes of Tushina, while others believe the transformation to be merely a step towards fully ascending to dragon-hood. The dragons themselves don't actually know if the transformations will continue or not since... well, Tushina is kind of the first time this has really happened.

The difference between Drakonids and Dragonspawn is a matter of what race they descended from. Humans who have undergone the evolution process become Drakonids, a species that is best described as 'half man, half dragon'. Bipedal in nature, the standard Drakonid is covered in colored scales with a tail and stands somewhat taller then the average human. Some have horns that grow from their head and some develop spikes from their bodies. They can be mistaken for some breed of lizardman, but calling one such is a racial slur.

Dragonspawn are the descendants of Dwarves who have evolved a dragon like form. Stockier and smaller then their Drakonid kin. The lower bodies of dragonspawn are much like dragons, a scaled hide with four legs and a tail. They have humanoid torsos with long, thick arms, and scaled, draconic heads. Some larger and more powerful dragonspawn even grow wings... but even these rare, blessed few cannot actually fly.

Realm Attributes:
Fertility: 2
Industry: 2
Nobility: 1
Prosperity: 2

Realm Traits:
Hardy Folk: Your Heroes can always survive taking at least 1 more Wound, and its more difficult for them to receive Wounds in the first place. You produce 1 additional Craft each turn.

The Secret Art: The Realm's Heroes and its Ruler receive +1 Lore. Your common folk are somewhat more familiar with and resistant to magic.

Name:
Knight-Commander Fash

Class:
Knight

Attributes:
Charm 2, Lore 0+1, Might 3, Skill 1

Wounds:
4-6

Bonus Ability:
The Knight can survive at least 1-2 more Wounds than other Heroes. Soldiers the Knight leads cannot break unless the Knight Perishes first.

Backstory:
Knight-Commander Fash is a descendant of the dwarves of Tushina who has evolved into a dragonspawn. A rather large and hearty example of this kind, the first signs of his possible greatness was seen when he was born with a pair of wings. While this development marked the young Fash as a person of interest, it was seen more as a sign of possibility rather then destiny.

Fash has fought hard to prove himself worthy of the rank and honors he currently holds... and under the guidance of his new liege he intends to further develop his legend and prestige. His scales are a deep shade of blue.


Name:
Rask

Class:
Scoundrel

Attributes:
Charm 2, Lore 0+1, Might 2, Skill 2

Wounds:
4

Bonus Ability:
Whenever the Scoundrel takes the Patrol or Rest Action, you gain 1 Silver.

Backstory:
Officially, the black scaled Drakonid Rash is Droka's Minister of Finance... namely, Tushina's chief tax collector. While this is completely true, Rash's duties go somewhat beyond coin counting and collection. Secretly, Rash also serves as something of a spy master who keeps an eye on Tushina's inner workings. After all, as the old saying goes "Follow the money..."

Name:
Raadan

Class:
Hunter

Attributes:
Charm 0, Lore 1+1, Might 2, Skill 3

Wounds:
4

Bonus Ability:
Whenever a Hunter takes the Forage or Rest Action, you gain 1 additional Food, and then the Hunter *may* move to an adjacent Realm or Wilderness region.

Backstory:
The red and black scaled Raadan is the 'Master of the Hunt' of the Court of Tushina. While many believe his duties are limited to that of hunting animals for food and to remove dangerous beasts, the truth is that Raadan also serves the roles of scout, bounty hunter and assassin. Those seeking to escape the law by fleeing into the wilds will find no safe haven there.